Abigail Slippers: (Supporting) a Hollywood Starlet of the Silver Screen, has assumed, for Hollywood, a veneer of ditz, but underneath is a caring and sharp personality, however, most men simply notice her voluptuous figure and green eyes.

Simson and Abigail Slippers - Simson comes to help the Starlet settle in to life on the WandererAS: Who is it?Simson: It is I, Ms. Slippers, Simson, Lord Dinby's Butler.AS: Oh, a butler! Even out here in the wilds of space? He is refined.S: (Already bored) Ah, yes, indeed, madam. He has sent me to help you settle in to your new . . . ah, how would you put it?AS: My new digs? Oh thank you, I really can't seem to find anything in here. It's all metal and shiny and smooth, like a…a…y'know, something shiny.S: Indeed, miss. Perhaps if you tell me what you're looking for, I can be of some assistance. AS: Well, here, look. In this bag I have all of my dresses, and I need somewhere to hang them up. S: Well, perhaps the closet then, miss? See here, how this panel simply slides to the left, and voila, your dresses have themselves a much less confined home.AS: Wow, that's the bees knees! And my shoes? S: I believe they can go there, on the floor.AS: Oh, wonderful. You know, having a butler is Nifty! Now, this whole bag is my unmentionables. Tell me, where do you think I could put this?S: Ah…um…yes, well, something of that…um…volume, perhaps would go here, in this drawer. Perhaps you could lay it flat? No, too tall still…indeed…I…perhaps Ms. Street would be better suited to help you with this kind of thing. I will fetch her for you.AS: Simson, where are you going? Poor guy, I must have scandalized him.